Chapter 51: The Bloodstained Kampot

The curfew in Bianliang City made the people of Bianliang City very unaccustomed to it. Many people in Bianliang City have become accustomed to having a good time relaxing at night after being tired during the day.

They had forgotten when it had been the last curfew. Although they are not used to it, they also have to endure it in silence.

However, there is no quiet in Bianliang City, this unquiet is not only for Maitreya, but also for an undercurrent, wanting to take the opportunity to overthrow Liu E's power.

No, Zhao Yu had just woken up, and he was found.

"Excuse me! The King of Huijijun! Fan Wei, an old acquaintance, walked up with a faint but friendly smile.

Zhao Yu had just woken up, still a little dazed, and muttered, "What's wrong with me?" Is the injury healed? ”

A imperial doctor was packing up his tools and said slowly, "The prince's injury is not serious!" Fortunately, the prince dodged the crossbow arrows, although they were all poisoned, but the poison of the arrows was much worse, just some poisons mixed with arsenic and anesthetic. In addition, the prince is strong and strong, and it is enough to recuperate for a month! In addition, the wound must be cleaned every day and the medicine changed, which the old man has already explained to Cao Changshi. ”

"Oh! Fortunately, it's too much of a doctor! Zhao Yu shook his head, but he still didn't feel very good, and thanked him weakly.

"The prince is too polite! The old man is leaving! The imperial doctor put on the medicine box, arched his hand towards Zhao Yu, took a few steps back, hesitated for a while, and said sarcastically to Fan: "The prince is not in good shape right now, Fan Lang has something to say, please say it quickly!" Offended! ”

Fan Yan seemed good-tempered, and did not express any dissatisfaction, but said politely: "This official naturally understands that the old lady is leaving slowly!" ”

Zhao Yu lay on the bed and asked tiredly: "Brother Bu came to see this king at this time, probably not just to visit!" ”

Fan Yan couldn't imagine that although Zhao Yu was injured and half dead, his intelligence did not decline much, and he couldn't help but smile a little wryly, and said, "The prince is wise and martial!" ”

"Huh! It's useless for you to shoot this king's ass! Don't say it, let this king ...... This king thinks about it......" Speaking of the back, Zhao Yu couldn't help but gasp a little, and his eyes were closed.

It's just that after a long while, Zhao Yu didn't speak, and Fan Yan almost couldn't help but speak. Just seeing that Zhao Yu's chest was still rising and falling from time to time, Fan Yan endured it. Otherwise, Fan Yan would have to wonder if Zhao Yu had gone to see Taizu Taizong.

Almost to the extreme of Fan Yan's patience, Zhao Yu spoke again, but his eyes were still closed, and his voice was very soft. This can be seen from the fact that Zhao Yu's lips squirm very little, and those who don't pay attention may already think that Zhao Yu is asleep. "But you want to point to the eldest lady? I'm afraid it won't work much. And the eldest lady is not idle, be careful to steal chickens and rice! ”

Fan Yan seemed to want to say something, but when the words reached his mouth, they only turned into squirming. After thinking about it, Fan Yan decided to say that he was afraid that Zhao Yu would be stimulated, but he couldn't get Zhao Yu's support if he didn't say it. "The official family has also been assassinated!"

Zhao Yu's originally closed eyes suddenly opened, and the two cold rays of light as sharp as knife blades shone so brightly that Fan Yan couldn't help but squint his eyes. "How is my royal brother?"

Fan Wei finally calmed his trembling heart, glanced at Zhao Yu deeply, and tried to calm his tone. "Although the official family was assassinated, there is no danger! Although the assassin was caught, just now, the assassin has been killed! ”

Zhao Yu showed a sneer and did not speak.

Fan Yan glanced at Zhao Yu meaningfully, and then said: "Xianggong means that I hope that when you were assassinated, you found this small cloth ......."

As Fan Yan spoke, a blood-stained and somewhat mutilated strip of cloth fell from his sleeve. Fan Wei gently placed the strip of cloth in Zhao Yu's hand.

Zhao Yu glanced at Fan Yan strangely, saw Fan Yan smiling and silent, and didn't bother to ask Fan Yan what the cloth did. Raising his hand with some difficulty, although pulling the wound, Zhao Yu felt a tingling pain. But when he saw the words on the cloth, Zhao Yu didn't care about the pain on the wound!

"Thorn ...... Yanfu ...... Destiny ......"

Between the four words, there are defects, but vaguely, it seems that there are two defective words, for 'Niangniang'. Coupled with the word 'Yanfu', it is enough to make people think of it. What does Yanfu mean? Naturally, it's not a word of blessing, it's a blessing hall! Who lives in Yeonfujeon? Where Liu E and Song Renzong lived.

But could the assassination of Zhao Yu be the work of Song Renzong, who was also assassinated?

Naturally impossible, so who does this arrow point to, this answer is self-evident!

It's just that this strip of cloth can't stand up to scrutiny, it's not wrong, Liu E doesn't want to let go of power. But to say that Liu E wants to kill Song Renzong and become Wu Zetian himself, is it possible? If Liu E wanted to do this as early as a few years ago, when his power was at its peak, why did he do it when he was old and decrepit today?

Just stroking the soft material of the cloth, Zhao Yu was a little enlightened. This cloth comes from the palace's gongbu, maybe what Zhang Shixun wants to do is not to press the crime on Liu E, but just to take the opportunity to force the palace.

Zhao Yu glanced at Fan Yan deeply and said, "This thing is like playing with fire!" ”

Fan Yan said meaningfully: "Now either people are playing with fire, or they are going to be burned to death by fire!" ”

"It's over!" Zhao Yu shook his head, obviously disagreeing. It's just that after half a sound, Zhao Yu couldn't help but sigh and said, "That's it!" Just a real assassin, don't let it go! ”

Fan sarcastically smiled: "This is natural! In broad daylight, even the officials and princes dare to assassinate, how can the ministers not be afraid, and they are the ones who assassinate the next one? ”

Zhao Yu didn't know what to think, shook his head a little helplessly, and said, "This king is tired!" ”

"Lord Wang, please rest well!" Although Fan Yan didn't know what Zhao Yu would do, he knew that Zhao Yu was a smart person, and since he agreed, there would be no big deal in this matter! The rest is to see how Zhang Xianggong and the people above them cooperate, and how they go downstream!

When Fan Yan left, Zhao Yu beckoned the maidservant to come in and opened the carved wooden window. The stars outside were particularly bright today, and from time to time you could hear the sound of hurried footsteps and the rustling of armor.

It seems that these nights will not be calm these days, whether it is outside or inside!

Even if it is himself, it is unlikely that he will recuperate with peace of mind, but he doesn't know what kind of situation the situation will be pushed into.